When I Die

When I Die, This is where I want to be. My buddy Mike and I sat on the ledge and joked. I told him that when we were old and grey we would still come and sit here and watch the river. I joked that when I had outlived my usefulness, he had my permission to push me over the ledge. This is a place where I could die.

Evidently, this is a place where at least one person has died. We chuckled that if either of us died here, the other would be responsible for erecting the next cross.